It is a vain thought to flee from the work that God appoints us, for the sake of finding a greater blessing, instead of seeking it where alone it is to be found - in loving obedience.

To be candid, in Middlemarch phraseology, meant, to use an early opportunity of letting your friends know that you did not take a cheerful view of their capacity, their conduct, or their position; and a robust candor never waited to be asked for its opinion.

That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow.

So to live is heaven; to make undying music in the world.

The fact is, both callers and work thicken - the former sadly interfering with the latter.

The reward of one duty is the power to fulfill another.

We have all got to exert ourselves a little to keep sane, and call things by the same names as other people call them by.